Post by Deleted on Aug 9, 2019 10:33:40 GMT -7
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APRIL 2025THE HEADY THRUM OF CLUB INDIGO SHOULD have made Tia feel physically sick, but it didn't. She was too focused, her handbag clutched so far under her arm that she might as well have been cradling it. Mina was not Tia's favourite person in the world. She wasn't even top five. She was mean and a drunk and Tia was never sure whether or not she was lying. It was a confusing dynamic, but ever since she'd first encountered Mina at Hogwarts, she'd been drawn in to the strange, disastrous girls orbit. Especially when she was having a crisis.
Tia wasn't even sure they were friends, but she felt better when she saw her. Shimmering under the blue and purple strobe lights. "Hey!" She called over the din, her thoughts scrambled by Edrik and Trixie and her job. "I need a drink..." Her nostrils flared and she dove an arm in to her back, right up to the elbow, and from its bottomless depths she brought out six glass phials bound by a leather strap. "... like right now." She finished, holding out her gift, but in a tight and expectant fist. Tia brought hangover cures and tweaked, long-lasting Pepper-Up concoctions to test on Mina.